When I’m bad, I know there is a very good chance I will feel Master C’s belt. Sometimes, if I’m being honest, I will deliberately misbehave, just so I can feel its kiss on my skin, and the deliciously uncomfortable glow that is its aftermath.

Master C never resorts to the belt without good reason, it is the ultimate punishment. As I’ve mentioned previously, I both fear and love its application.

When His belt lands against my skin, it is a reminder of how naughty I have been. It is a statement of His displeasure and a notice that I must earn forgiveness. Sometimes, earning that forgiveness is even more fun the misbehaviour that earned me the thrashing in the first place.

As with so many things, it is a reminder of my submission to Him; its marks, the badge of His ownership; its pain, a lesson to be learned, an example of His care and guidance.

Long after the belt has done its work, and I have performed whatever acts of contrition were required to atone for my transgression, the warm rosy glow remains. As the marks turn to a deep, angry purple before slowly fading, they become a reminder of both my misdeeds and Master C‘s loving guidance. It is both a symbol of my shame and of my redemption.

I love what Master C‘s belt and its resultant markings mean.

You could say I am a glutton for punishment.


4 thoughts on “Misbehaving

  1. Marie Rebelle October 17, 2018 / 18:26

    I would love to have some purple marks on my skin again, but will have to be patient for that to happen 🙂

    Rebel xox


  2. Kayla Lords October 18, 2018 / 23:11

    I don’t ask for the belt (having a love-hate relationship with it) but I do love good marks…anyway I can get them.


  3. Ria Restrepo October 19, 2018 / 20:32

    Oh I can so relate to this. Beautifully expressed and so hot! Thanks for sharing! 😉


  4. LordRaven October 20, 2018 / 11:22

    I have to wonder if he is like me and uses that sound of pulling to belt out of the loops on his pants for the added mental effect. I know several that misbehave for the goal of being punished. that made me smile wickedly


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